SublimeA Poem by A. R. HeistandCould we lift time
For each day foregone Every breath drawn As our lives sublime Away from mist malign Into the sweetening dawn From which we’d withdrawn Minds of grateful lucid shine Take the journey sentimental To the keeper of cope Bathing in instrumental Mild spirits gentle in hope In twisted jealousy outdone We trust the rising sun © 2008 A. R. Heistand |
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Added on February 7, 2008 AuthorA. R. HeistandWIAboutHello! I'm A. R. Heistand. I write poetry, also I am an artist. I am sixteen, a junior in high school. My hometown is Pittsburgh, though I'm living in Madison, Wisconsin now. more..Writing
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